I feel It every time I sit down to do the good work.
I start writing and when the words stop flowing It shows up with it’s charismatic grin and tells me to call it quits for the day.
It, is a sharp-toothed burly beast called Resistance.
It will bite at my heels and howl in my ear. It will chomp at my focus and intimidate me into walking the other way.
It stands between me and the good work that needs to be done.
It stands between you and the good work that needs to be done.
It is boredom. It is scrolling. It is not being present.
It is Googling. It is Tweeting. It is refreshing email for the 17th time.
It never goes away. It is always there. It is always staring at us. It is always fighting us tooth and nail — doing its damndest to keep us from doing the good work.
And, when It wins, we must face the fact that we lost a day. We must face the fact that we lost a step to the beast called Resistance.
Nobody will win the battle against Resistance. Not every day, that is.
But, those who are great will win against It more times than not.
The ones who are great wake up daily ready to fight the beast that is Resistance. The un-great do not — they give in.
Don’t give in. Do the good work. Fight the beast. Kill the Resistance.
And know the son of a bitch will show up again tomorrow.
By Cole Schafer.
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